After the college entrance exam, he began to become a male god of extraction.

Chapter 111 Extracting Gold from Xia Qingyun's Diary: A Young Girl's Emotional Threads (7k)

Xu Qin and Lao Xia took a stroll around the neighborhood, and then left the neighborhood to explore the surrounding area.

It took a little over an hour in total.

He didn't get back until almost 9 p.m.

When they arrived home, Xia Qingyun had just finished showering and was drying her hair in her room.

Actually, there is another special item in this room, in Xia Qingyun's room.

So Xu Qin knocked on the door and came in.

"Xiao Qin, when are you going back?"

When Xia Qingyun saw Xu Qin come in, she quickly asked him a question.

"Ten o'clock, I'll stay for another hour."

This is Xia Qingyun's boudoir, and it's also the first time Xu Qin has entered a girl's boudoir.

Even though Yu Zhaoyan has moved out to rent a place now, the room there is still considered her private room, but Xu Qin has never been inside it.

Xia Qingyun's room was very clean, and the air inside was filled with her scent.

As for the room's special features?

book!

Indeed, her room has a lot of books. There are books on her desk and bookshelves, all neatly arranged. She is clearly a studious girl and deserves to be called a top student.

Xu Qin came to the desk.

Xia Qingyun was blow-drying her hair here.

Besides her own natural fragrance, she also carried the scent of shower gel and shampoo, which wafted into Xu Qin's nostrils, making him feel refreshed and even a little distracted.

However, since the door was open, Xu Qin couldn't do what he wanted to do.

So my attention was focused on the desk.

[Special Item: Xia Qingyun's Diary.]

[Note: This is a diary written by Xia Qingyun over 1084 days, containing many things about you.]

[Extractable: A young girl's emotional threads.]

It's actually related to me?

Xu Qin had no choice but to take a look.

Xia Qingyun's diary was on the table, but it was hidden under two books.

Xu Qin pretended to flip through it, and finally took out the diary.

"A beauty mark under the eye, what's that?" Xu Qin feigned curiosity.

"My diary."

"You still keep a diary? Can I take a look?"

See, you need authorization to extract features.

"Of course you can, it's all about you inside."

"Write about me?"

Xu Qin asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"You'll see when you see it."

Xia Qingyun made no attempt to hide anything from her diary, but this only applied to Xu Qin.

No one else, not even your parents, can see it.

Xu Qin simply took his diary and lay down on Xia Qingyun's bed.

He opened the first page of the diary.

September 7th, sunny. (Explanation at the end)

Xu Qin touched my hair today, and I found him a bit annoying; he always seems to want to touch my hair.

Just this one sentence.

At this time, I was a first-year high school student.

August 13th, sunny.

Xu Qin not only touched my hair, but also rubbed my hair against his face. Is my hair really that fun?

October 8th, Xu Qin was transferred today, and I'm a bit upset.

The following was added: It turns out that Li Zilong secretly reported Xu Qin to the homeroom teacher because he was affecting my studies. Xu Qin was transferred away. How despicable! I hate Li Zilong. (Added on October 13)

"Damn it, it was Zilong who reported me!"

Xu Qin suddenly realized that he hadn't expected this matter to be brought to fruition three years later.

That year, Xu Qin and his classmates had just started their first year of high school.

At the time, he was still wondering who had reported him.

Xia Qingyun said, "He's the one who reported it."

"That's alright, it's all in the past."

This little thing is indeed in the past, and Xu Qin doesn't seem to feel anything about it now.

However, if Xu Qin had known this back in his first year of high school, he probably would have fought with Zilong. Xu Qin's temper wasn't as good back then as it is now.

Things are different now; all grudges have long since vanished.

Besides, Xu Qin also learned academic skills from Zilong Gege, which allowed him to get into a top-tier university like Chi University, so there's not much to say about that.

This is such a trivial matter, why bother with it?

Xu Qin continued flipping through her diary.

August 6th, sunny.

Xu Qin fell asleep in physics class. He had drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. I don't know if he was dreaming, but he looked kind of cute.

March 5th, rain.

"Xu Qin has taken leave. I heard he had a fever. I wonder if he's feeling better."

July 16th, cloudy.

Summer vacation has started, and I haven't seen Xu Qin. I wonder what he's doing.

Addendum: I asked Wei Guoyu, and it turns out he was playing games and earning money by running maps for others. Wei Guoyu said he earned 1,800 yuan in two days, impressive!

However, since he was staying up late, I messaged him and told him not to stay up late, or he wouldn't grow tall.

November 23rd, sunny.

Today is the school anniversary celebration, and Xu Qin is the host. He's dressed in a sharp black suit, looking handsome and dashing. But that's nothing compared to his radiant presence on the stage. Today, he's the center of attention!

December 27th, cloudy and rainy.

It was a bit cold today, with a light drizzle and a strong wind, but Xu Qin was dressed rather thinly and his jacket was undone. He said that's what a real man does. I told him he prioritized style over warmth, so I zipped it up for him.

July 16st, sunny.

This afternoon, Xu Qin was playing basketball and got bullied by an older boy. Although Xu Qin fought back, I'm still unhappy. I'm a bit irritable today and can't concentrate on my studies during evening self-study.

July 26st, sunny.

"Senior year has officially started. I hope Xu Qin can get good grades in his senior year and realize his dream."

August 25th, sunny.

I've noticed that Xu Qin has worked much harder since entering his senior year of high school, and he's not as playful as before.

If you encounter any problems you don't understand, you can ask me, you silly goose. You expect me to take the initiative to go to you? But it doesn't hurt to help him out, since I just love spoiling him.

July 17st, sunny.

"Happy New Year, Xu Qin! Wishing you all the best in your college entrance exams in the new year!"

"After the 100-day countdown rally, I noticed that Xu Qin was working even harder and more focused."

The mock exam results are out, and Xu Qin scored 511 points, a significant improvement!

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Xu Qin scored 546 on the second mock exam, even better than the first!

August 7th, sunny.

Today is the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao). I hope Xu Qin gets good results.

After the first day of the college entrance examination ended, I asked him how he did. He said he did very well, and I could tell he wasn't joking. Therefore, I also hoped he would get a high score.

August 8th, sunny.

The college entrance exam is over. Xu Qin said he could score over 600 points. Is that true? If so, he can go to his dream city.

August 9th, sunny.

Today was my teacher appreciation banquet. Xu Qin styled my hair in pigtails. Does he like pigtails?

August 24th, sunny.

Xu Qin actually scored 666 points?! I couldn't believe it for a moment, but I was happy for him. He could finally go to his dream university, Chi University!

August 25th, sunny.

This morning, Xu Qin and I are setting off for the new city. A new journey begins; may his life be brilliant!

"Why did your beauty mark under your eye suddenly disappear?"

Xu Qin had been watching with great interest and was still enjoying it, but the sudden ending made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"This is the high school arc; the university arc will begin separately."

"What about the university section? Let me take a look."

"Not now, let's talk about it after we graduate from university."

"Doesn't that mean we'll have to wait more than three years?"

"Yeah, more than three years!" Xia Qingyun snorted.

By then, she had dried her hair.

In fact, Xu Qin had been reading the diary for over an hour.

Xia Qingyun watched as Xu Qin read her diary, as if she were looking at a photo album.

Actually, Xia Qingyun didn't think much of it when she wrote in her diary, but now that she has suddenly opened it, the memories of the past have come flooding back like a surging tide.

In the blink of an eye, the bastards have graduated from high school, and three years have passed since the first diary entry.

Xia Qingyun's gaze fell on Xu Qinshen.

For all three years of high school, Xu Qin kept his hair short, as required by the school.

The current Jian is different. He has grown his hair long, and he is already very handsome. He is even more handsome now, and he has grown out quite a bit.

Of course, his future is even brighter and more promising.

【Whether to extract? 】

After reading the diary, Xu Qin didn't forget another matter and immediately recited "extraction".

Extraction successful.

[Obtained: A Maiden's Affection.]

[Note: This is a record of Jing Xia Qingyun's longing, pride, care, and love for you throughout our three years of high school. Words cannot express the depth of her feelings.]

Grade: Gold.

It's gold?

Xu Qin actually thought it was silver, but he never expected that this Diary of the Ba Diary would actually yield gold.

After carefully reading the diary, Xu Qin realized that he had underestimated Xia Qingyun's feelings for him.

After finishing the diary, there were 1084 entries, and not a single word like "love" or "like" appeared in them. Yet, Xu Qin could still read the subtle yet passionate emotions between the lines.

Therefore, although the characteristic of "a girl's emotional threads" may seem useless, Xu Qin would use it as a synthetic material without hesitation if it were extracted from someone else.

However, this was extracted from Xia Qingyun's body, and Xu Qin Gai was unwilling to use the well as a synthetic material.

"How about I write a novel about a beauty mark after I stop working?"

Suddenly, this thought popped into Xu Qin's mind.

In fact, the moment Xu Qin thought of this, he realized that a part of his emotions had been compensated for in his writing, namely, the delicate and passionate emotions of a young girl.

"Tear mole, it's getting late, I'm about to leave."

It was already past ten o'clock.

"Then I'll take you."

Xia Qingyun followed Xu Qin out of the room.

Old Xia and Ren Yun were both in the living room. Xia Qingyun's door had been left open, and the two of them noticed Xu Qin lying on the bed reading a notebook. As for what the two of them were talking about, they had no idea.

"Uncle, Auntie, I'm going back now."

"You should pay attention to what I told you today in the future," Old Xia reminded him again.

In fact, what he was telling Xu Qin to pay attention to was that even if Xu Qin were to come into contact with the world of fame and fortune in the future, he should not forget the path he took and should not go astray.

"Uncle, don't worry, I remember!"

"Um."

Old Xia Dan nodded slightly.

Ren Yun asked, "How did A Qin get back?"

"I'll scan a shared electric bike; I'll take my buddy for a ride."

"Then watch out for cars," Ren Yun instructed.

"Okay, Auntie."

Xu Qin said goodbye to the two, "Then I'll be going now."

Xu Qin then went out, and Xia Qingyun saw him downstairs.

When the two reached the first floor, Xu Qin couldn't help but turn around, hug the other person, and kiss them passionately.

"What's up?"

"It's time to say goodbye, I have to give you a good kiss."

Xia Qingyun's diary entry ends with Xu Qinzheng's withdrawal symptoms.

"It's not a matter of life and death, I'll still come visit you tomorrow."

"The saying goes, 'A day apart feels like three autumns.' If we're separated for twelve hours, wouldn't that be equivalent to not seeing each other for a year and a half? If it's thirteen hours, it'll be even longer."

"One and a half years left —"

Xia Qingyun was both amused and exasperated. "Alright, alright, Mr. Lu, please be careful!"

After saying that, Xia Qingyun tiptoed and kissed Xu Qin on the cheek.

Xu Qin then said goodbye to the other party.

After leaving the well in the residential area, Xu Qin scanned a shared electric bicycle nearby and then drove for more than half an hour to reach his own residential area.

It was already past eleven o'clock.

My mom usually goes to bed by this time, but Xu Qin hasn't come back to the well yet, so she's cooking in the living room.

"You've been gone so long since you got back to the well. I thought you'd spent the night there."

"It's not that bad."

"There's a watermelon in the fridge that we bought this afternoon," Mom said.

Xu Qin: "Ms. Lin, how did you know I wanted to eat watermelon? You're simply the greatest mother in the world!"

Mom rolled her eyes at me smugly: "You're so sweet-talking!"

While eating watermelon, Xu Qin didn't forget to ask, "By the way, is Dad going back to the well for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"They just returned to the well a couple of days ago and left yesterday. They said they'd go back to the village for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we'll go back then too."

My mom complained, "Your dad is never home. You never see him all year round. Who knows when he'll give you a younger brother or sister out there?"

"Is this for real?"

"Go away!" Mom glared at him.

Xu Qin laughed and said, "That kind of scoundrel is a top-notch man. If he were that kind of person, I wouldn't exist."

When my dad and mom were dating, I was still working in the system when I was already being courted by a high-ranking official. If I had been interested, there definitely wouldn't have been a Xu Qin.

Over the years, the couple's relationship hasn't changed much compared to when they were young. Their love remains the same, and the mother only occasionally talks about Xu Qin's father. In reality, the two are very affectionate in private.

Mom nodded in agreement, then added, "But he has been quite busy lately."

The mother and son started talking about the well.

My mom asked me in detail about things at the university, such as whether anything bad had happened, how my roommate Heng was doing, and whether he had been bullied.

A mother worries when her child travels a thousand miles, not to mention that Xu Qin had always lived at home before university and they saw each other every day. This is the first time he has traveled far from home since starting university.

Xu Qin told his mother everything.

Then the beggars started talking about the Hanfu Festival from the day before yesterday.

My mom then opened a short video platform and started watching videos about the Hanfu Festival.

Ba Jing, who was looking for a video of the newspaper, suddenly noticed Chi Danqing.

"This woman is so beautiful? Who is she?"

"The political representative of the new city is named Chi Danqing; you can find that information."

"So young, and already a political representative?"

There are hundreds of political representatives in the new city, but it seems rare to see one so young; he looks to be only in his early twenties.

"right."

"Oh, I forgot to mention, I earned an extra three million before."

"You earned an extra three million? How much extra?" Mom asked curiously.

Xu Qin briefly told her about the love letter.

Upon hearing this, Hengshi Gai was quite surprised, as he suddenly realized what was happening.

"You know such a powerful and influential family?"

"That's not even acquaintance. I took the money and we're even. Look, I made a killing, three million! I've saved enough money for you to buy a big villa!"

"You think you're fooling me? Go use that trick on other girls." Mom couldn't help but laugh.

But Mom is happy. Xu Qin told her he would buy her a big villa in the future. Whether it's true or not, as long as Mom is happy, that's all that matters.

Moreover, considering that my mother is in charge of the well, she has a good communication channel with the reporter, which outsiders would envy.

Like her friends, after applying to women's colleges, what do they usually say when they call or text?

For example: Mom, I'm out of living expenses. Dad, I don't have enough living expenses.

Aside from the topic of living expenses, there seemed to be nothing else.

Communication between parents and children has always been a problem in China, and many families face similar challenges.

The mother and son chatted for almost half an hour before returning to their respective rooms.

After taking a shower, Xu Qin did not go to sleep immediately.

Xu Qin thought of the golden characteristic of "the girl's emotional ties".

This expression means "dug up the well all at once".

He felt that he could finish writing the novel to commemorate the occasion.

It's not a romance novel; it's just a simple story about "closing the girl's emotional ties after writing it."

Jian likes that kind of subtle yet passionate emotion.

"#!"

Am I becoming a bit too much of a hipster?

Xu Qin slapped his forehead.

"However, it is indeed worth getting it fixed."

China has been a civilization that has loved writing since ancient times.

You will find that in the five thousand years of Chinese history, emperors, generals, kings and nobles, whom countless people admire and yearn for, have emerged one after another. The emperors alone have produced hundreds of people, one after another, all rushing to the stage like ducks.

But, is there an emperor who was remembered?

Actually, I didn't refine one.

They were either meritorious emperors like Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and Emperor Taizu of Song, or notorious and incompetent emperors.

However, there is a phenomenon in China where, starting with the works of the Book of Songs and Li Sao from the pre-Qin era, literature has been passed down from generation to generation.

Wang Lun, who was once the top leader of the Bai clan, became famous for a single poem, which was the envy of emperors and generals.

Therefore, Xu Qin believes that writing is a form of freedom, and every Chinese person possesses this quality.

This vow has nothing to do with love.

Although it can also be love, the vows of love in literature are more sublime and pure than the vows of love as understood by the world.

For example: "Until the mountains have no peaks, until heaven and earth unite, I will never part from you."

For example: I am your friend, and our friendship will last forever.

This is a kind of love that has almost disappeared in this fast-paced, money-driven dating era.

With that in mind, Xu Qin sat in front of the computer and spent more than an hour writing the first part of the well.

Book title: The wind stops on the mountain, only you are radiant.

The wind stops at the mountain: I come to you, and from then on, my heart has found its home.

May your life be as brilliant as fireworks.

This isn't online literature, but published literature; wouldn't the book title sound pretentious?

Furthermore, when publishing literary books, the more pretentious the title, the better. This way, readers can show off by taking out the physical book. Many people actually like that kind of thing and will choose a book based on its title.

It should be understood that although highbrow and lowbrow art are two different styles of art, neither is inherently superior to the other.

But in reality, those who are in contact with the "highbrow" group might not necessarily look down on those who are in contact with the "lowbrow" group.

In the literary field, it has been a long-standing tradition that not only writers look down on each other, but readers also tend to dislike one another.

Those who read the Spring and Autumn Annals may look down on those who read popular novels; this has been the case since ancient times.

Because my friend reads classic texts, high-brow works, such as the classics of various philosophers, while what are you reading?

This time, Xu Qin's decision to withdraw from the letter will take a route between "highbrow" and "lowbrow".

It's worth mentioning that after writing "The Love Threads of a Young Girl," Xu Qin indeed became much more adept at writing about romantic relationships.

This is a characteristic of gold-grade products; its strength is self-evident.

When Xu Qin is writing, he sometimes gets into the mood and likes to write in one go, meaning he doesn't like to be interrupted at this time.

So Xu Qin started writing at 12:30 and, except for a quick trip to the restroom, wrote until 7:00 AM.

It was already daylight.

In just over six hours, Xu Qin finished nearly 50,000 words.

The combination of a young girl's black hair and her current writing style suggests that Xu Qin's writing quality will not be low.

This is a well-written and emotionally nuanced youth novel by Yiba Tuoxian.

As for how much of this letter Xu Qin will write, I haven't decided yet; I'll see how things go at that time.

After I finish writing the essay, I will post it on the forum as a way to commemorate my youth and give an account of my eighteenth birthday and high school years.

Xu Qin hadn't considered what the effects of the project would be, because, just as Jian had thought, he was simply recording his youth, so he hadn't thought too much about it.

Xu Qin will not tell Xia Qingyun about this cancellation for the time being. He will finish writing it and then send it out all at once. Xia Qingyun will naturally find out when that happens.

As dawn broke, Xu Qin drew the curtains and dove into bed, where she remained oblivious to the passage of time.

Mom wouldn't call him a jerk because Xu Qin sleeps in late during holidays, which Mom understands.

Time flew by and it was already past ten o'clock.

Xu Qin was still asleep.

Xia Qingyun has arrived.

Xia Qingyun opened the door for her mother.

"Hello, Auntie!"

"Qingyun, hurry up and go into the well. Have you eaten?"

"Auntie, I just finished eating before crossing the well."

Xia Qingyun went into the well, looked into the house, and asked, "Auntie, where's Xu Qin?"

"I bet he's still sleeping."

"Then I'll go in and take a look."

"Qingyun, you can also wake Jian up while you're at it."

Mom laughed and said, "Auntie was just getting ready to go out."

Actually, Mom originally planned to go out in half an hour, but now that Xia Qingyun is here, Mom is thinking that she needs some private space from the young lady.

That's what a wise mother is, not someone who's just sitting at home as a third wheel.

"Okay, I'll go in and wake Jian up."

Before long, Xia Qingyun pushed open Xu Qin's door. A blast of cold air hit her face. She saw that it was dark inside because the curtains were drawn, making it almost impossible to see.

Xu Qin was lying on the bed.

Just then, Mom's voice came from the entrance hall: "Qingyun, Auntie has gone out first."

"Okay, goodbye Auntie!"

Xia Qingyun replied, and soon the beggar heard the voice of the Guan family.

She thought for a moment, then a brilliant idea flashed through her mind, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

So they simply locked Xu Qin's door from the inside, making the room completely dark.

Soon, she reached Xu Qin's bedside and mischievously crawled under the covers.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qin was awakened.

When Jian opened his eyes, the room was pitch black, and Xu Qin was not fully awake yet.

Then I suddenly felt something—there was someone in the bed!

Xu Qin then pulled back the covers.

In the darkness, Jian noticed that it was Xia Qingyun.

"Xiao Qin, are you awake?" Xia Qingyun looked up and asked.

"You scared me! Sneaking food so early in the morning, huh?"

"It's almost noon, and you're still calling it early."

Xia Qingyun rolled her eyes at him and said, "Get up!"

"You're up now? You dare mess with me while I'm sleeping? You're dead!"

Xu Qin sat up and started pulling at the other person's clothes.

But then the beggar suddenly thought of his mother and felt utterly bored. "Never mind, my mother is still at home."

"Auntie has gone out."

"7

"Going out?"

"right."

"A beauty mark under the eye? Then you're dead meat."

"Well!"

Xia Qingyun even beckoned with her finger, a provocative gesture.

"You little lecher, you love to play around even when you're a nobody, you'll find out soon enough!"

Before they knew it, it was past midnight.

Afterwards, the beggar took a shower and ordered takeout.

By the time all this work was finished, it was already 2 PM.

After finishing his meal, Xu Qin Gai returned to his computer and started typing; this time, it was for the essay contest.

I didn't write anything yesterday, and I have to add to my workload today. Besides, I want to finish this quickly so I can have a good rest later.

Xia Qingyun stayed here to keep Jian company while he typed.

She lay on Xu Qin's bed, and out of boredom, she picked up a copy of "Guan Zhi of Ancient Prose" from Xu Qin's bookshelf and started reading.

Upon seeing the "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng," Xia Qingyun read for a while and couldn't help but recite: "The sky is high and the earth is vast, making one realize the infinity of the universe—"

He kept chanting until he never lost his lofty ambitions.

This sentence was Old Xia's favorite, so Xia Qingyun memorized it.

Xu Qin happened to hear Xia Qingyun's sentence during a pause in his typing.

Xu Qin could recite "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" by heart; he knew it by heart by high school.

But for Xu Qin, who is now a student, Chinese language has transcended the scope of exams and he has begun to truly invest his emotions in it. Therefore, when he heard the sentences of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" again, Xu Qin was moved for a moment.

Jian is currently writing a historical novel.

"Tear mole, say it again."

"What's wrong?"

"Read it again."

"The sky is high and the earth is vast—"

While Xia Qingyun was puzzled, she looked at Xu Qin and started to look at the well.

"Xiao Qin, do you like this phrase too?"

"No, it's just that I suddenly had a feeling, and it suddenly triggered some inspiration, which allowed me to refine the idea of ​​'stopping the writing' in the essay contest."

"I thought you liked this phrase. Actually, my dad really likes it. I read it a lot before."

"Does Jian like this phrase?"

"Yes, especially the line 'When fortune smiles, one should remember the cycle of prosperity and decline,' my dad said. This is the law governing the operation of all things, just like the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death for humans. It's like when you're rich, you should think about the days when you're poor, and you should leave yourself a way out, because you can't have everything go smoothly your whole life. That's what 'the cycle of prosperity and decline' means."

Xia Qingyun said, "But my dad also said that life is like a horse galloping on its hooves when it's at its best, and people who haven't experienced the ups and downs of life won't listen to that."

"Your dad is right. I don't think I'm really listening to him, but this sentence did give me some writing inspiration."

In fact, Xu Qin, at the age of eighteen, was a spirited and dashing young man. He had no idea how much he had thought about these things.

That's all there is to revenge!

Xia Qingyun didn't get back until after 6 p.m.

My mom came back around 5 o'clock.

After Yi Xia Qingyun left, her mother couldn't help but ask Qi Jing, "Xu Qin, how far have things progressed between you and Qingyun?"

"Where? What?

"Xu Qin, are you playing dumb?"

"Ahem, I can't hide it from you, Ms. Lin."

Xu Qin looked slightly embarrassed, feeling a bit awkward, like when he was caught having his first wet dream in junior high school.

Seeing Xu Qin's expression, his mother understood.

Actually, judging from how intimate Xia Qingyun was with Xu Qin just now, she already knew most of the situation. They were all from the same village, how could she not know?

The worker then instructed, "You can't get pregnant during university, otherwise it will not only harm yourself but also Qingyun. Your studies and your youth will be affected. At least wait until you're married before considering having children. So, you know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry about that, I know what I'm doing."

"Good to know, I was just worried you might not be careful."

My mother repeatedly reminded me that because she works in the procuratorate and knows people in various systems within the government, she has heard all sorts of messy things and has countless juicy stories to gossip about every day. My mother is afraid that our family's children will become the subject of gossip.

After we got down to business, Mom changed the subject again: "The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Take two boxes of mooncakes with you tomorrow."

"Mooncakes? I'd rather buy a free-range chicken. People probably can't even finish the mooncakes their workplaces give out. Besides, mooncakes are so awful!"

In Xu Qin's family, there are always more mooncakes than they can eat every year. Even women like his mother who love sweets don't eat mooncakes, and Xu Qin himself never touches them. It's pretty much the same in many families; mooncakes are indeed a bit picky about who eats them.

"Then buy a free-range chicken and take it up tomorrow." Mom thought it made sense.

"Okay, I'll take care of it tomorrow."

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